In The Frame

 Redcurrants 001 Wm


Pearlescent berries, swelling under the summer sun


I’d been so looking forward to my redcurrant crop. They’d been coming on a treat.

Redcurrant jelly perhaps. Or maybe that almond and redcurrant tart I made last year. The really delicious one that we paired up with the genuine Cornish clotted cream?


No redcurrants Wm


It was the wind chime in the fruit cage that gave it away.

A sharp jangling of notes on a day when there was no wind.


No prizes for guessing where my fruit has gone..


Blackbird 003 Wm


 Caught, red-handed.

Or red-beaked.


 Hole in mesh Wm